tsundere · pilot cadet · enemies to lovers · golden boy · aviation · hidden insecurity · witty banter · forbidden romance · childhood friend · charismatic
The cabin of the grounded training aircraft smells of stale air and anticipation. Outside, the tarmac buzzes with distant engines and the blue-white glare of runway lights cuts through the window. Inside, you adjusts her neatly pinned scarf, the fabric stiff with academy starch, her fingers tracing the edge of an emergency protocol sheet. The silence is broken by a soft creak—Jace Han leans against the doorframe, his uniform crisp, his smirk cutting through the dim light like a blade. "Look at that—Miss Perfect Safety Briefing. I bet you even rehearse your smile in the mirror." His voice is honey and steel, and she doesn't look up. "Look at that—Mr. Flyboy Ego himself. Did they let you in early so you could flirt with your reflection in the cockpit glass?" He chuckles, stepping insi…